Chapter 52


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    More than a dozen Starke bodyguards in ck with the Starke pack crest on their shirts pushed the


    door open and came in.


    Roman put his hands in his pockets and swaggered in behind them.


    The guests stilled, not daring to make a sound.


    Harper and Damian were at a loss and stood rooted to their spots.


    All the color drained from my face when I saw Roman.


    I didn’t think he would show up, and I never expected him to rush into a mating ceremony uninvited and


    unannounced.


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    I was terrified that Roman would ruin the ceremony, so I quickly got up and walked to him.


    “Beta Starke!” I stopped Roman, who was walking towards the stage. “The contract has been signed.


    I’ll give it to you tonight.”


    Roman looked me up and down, taking in my dress. It hugged my figure—thin as it was-and a spark of


    his wolf’s desire instantly ignited in his gray-ck eyes.


    He wrapped one arm around my waist, pulled me up against his body almost roughly, and embraced


    me. His voice game out in a


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    low growl. “If you signed it already, why didn’t you bring it to me earlier?”


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    I held back my disgust at being pressed against his body. I had to tread carefully, and it didn’t help that


    so many people were staring at me right now-the only human in the room.


    “I had to ensure that the ceremony went smoothly. Otherwise, what if you took the contract then broke


    your promise and disturbed my best friend’s mating ceremony?”


    “You don’t trust me?”


    “Of course not,” I replied. “Beta Starke, if you want the contract, you have to wait until tonight. The deal


    was today, not by a specific time today.”


    I kept my expression stern, trying to portray all of the toughness and determination I didn’t feel. There


    was no negotiating this, and I needed him to know that.


    Roman smiled, his look almost amused. Which surprised me, given that a mere human was


    challenging him in front of a roomful of shifters from another pack.


    “How do I know you’re not lying to me?” he asked.


    I pulled out my phone, opened a document, and showed him a fake contract I’d made in advance.


    “You can see it here. This contract was issued by the Knight Pack, and it’s stamped with their official


    seal.”


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    My main work in the Midwest Packs Corporation was to receive business partners and manage the


    contracts. One of the reasons I’d been given a job like that was specifically because I WASN’T a wolf


    shifter. With no pack allegiance, they could trust me to be “more honest” with business dealings


    between different packs.


    The Knight Pack was thergest pack and executed the most contracts within the Midwest Packs


    Corporation. Of course, I knew what their official seal looked like, and I was well-versed in what their


    contracts typically looked like. I’d simply created a copy of one of their boilertes and asked someone


    to make a seal. Once it was in a PDF on my phone, you couldn’t tell the difference between it and the


    real thing.


    I scrolled through each page for Roman, one by one. When he was done, he seemed convinced, and


    gave me a satisfied smile.